Warriors Cats Redtail Novels & Stories

"I know you are in there, Naelis. I can feel you behind all that power." “Arrrwg!” The red wolf let out a low, menacing rumble, her claws digging deep into the dirt. She bared her teeth, her head tilting as she stared at the man who dared to stand in her way. She looked like she was a second away from tearing him apart.

There was no question of morality, just accepting and following orders. Her eyes danced down the table. She didn’t expect any of the other contestants to speak up for her, but the reason was what mattered. The Mountain Forest wolf looked unperturbed by the conversation. She crooked an eyebrow at Maddie, challenging her to sort out her own problems. Two others, warriors from Golden Claw and Grey Stone, couldn’t meet her eye. She could see that they didn’t want to get involved, to stay off Red Dawn’s radar. With three wolves in the top ten, they matched Silver Moon in the running for the prize, and it would cause nothing but trouble to get on the wrong side of them. Participating in the games

' He grinned at her, he truly was loving the Warrior life, living outdoors, training every day, and building up a camaraderie with his men and women which brought him to what he wanted to talk to her about, 'Come, we need some privacy’ He nodded at Carrick who took the younger children to see their father and led her back into his quarters, 'There is someone I would like you to meet Mama.' He opened the flap of his tent and inside was a stunningly beautiful young woman, her hair was the c

Warrior, Green_Autumn, and Fairytale_Dream. I sit in my room for two hours talking to a couple of people. I discover Moonlit.Warrior is from Red Lodge, Montana, and is in line for a baseball scholarship. So that’s something we have in common. We both love sports and are both in line for a scholarship. This guy is someone I could really get on with I believe.

He didn’t grow as big, neither did he possess the noble aura of the White Fox lady, but he was no weakling. Although he wasn’t bigger than the White Fox, the Slender Cat was still a huge opponent. He towered over 50 meters. He was a large panther with black and red fur. His claws were dangerously sharp and his tail was as thin as the sword he was using before, although he had grown to such a size. It looked durable, and Mane was certain that it wasn’t a mere decorative tail like the White Fox’s. Just like the White Fox, he also had a crown on his head. But unlike the White Fox his crown gave him an air of savagery, not nobility. And Mane felt threatened by those deep red eyes.

Mathias stands over me, offering his hand “This is why she needed to be here. Only she can quell my beast. It’s always a risk that he will take things too far.” I take his hand, letting him help me to my feet. I’m not injured, I’m already healing. Though the reality is – he could have easily killed me. His beast was unhinged. “Holy moons! Did you see how big Sir Crimson's cat was?” I frown and tilt my head to the warrior who spoke. “He was as big as the bear king!” The warrior said with astonishment. I could also detect the pride and excitement he had for the fight.

"I was with Yara we have a test tomorrow. I was preparing for that." "You know how horrific incidents are happening out there and you alone drive the car late at nights." He was all set to scold her. "I would be careful I promise." She walked into her room but she could not sleep even after trying. The image of the cat kept coming in her head and soon a tear escaped her eyes followed by many. She sat up in the bed and let her eyes cry. She made up her mind that she'd get those bastards behind the bars and pay for their cruelty.

And somehow I agreed with her. Love was bullshit. “So, what did you find out?” I asked. Ruby shifted on her chair and folded her arms. “The tattoo you showed me was a pack sigil alright,” she said. “It belongs to a pack named Mystic Warriors.” “That I know. What else?” “Well, this is one of the most ancient packs to have ever existed. And when I say ancient, I mean ancient. It’s said that of all the packs that the Moon Goddess created, Mystic Warriors was one of them. This pack is a warrior pack and the first ever Alpha was named Achilleus. He was the greatest warrior to have existed in our entire history. All members, true blood of the Mystic Warriors pack were born with incredible strength

he said, jaw tightening, “seven of our warriors were found near the northern trail. What was left of them.” A chill crawled up my spine. Even Mira shivered. “Their remains were torn apart,” he said flatly. “Savaged. This is not just about border disputes. This is war.” Gasps. A few wolves shifted uncomfortably on their feet. I stayed still. “No one,” he said, voice low and dangerous, “goes near the border. Warriors will guard the perimeter in shifts. Whether you're high or low rank, you are not to wander alone. Anyone who disobeys will be punished.”

I don’t know if it was nostalgia or what, but both of us were quick to take up the offer when it was presented. I was about halfway to the door, clipboard in hand, looking around like I was appraising the exterior of the large building when the warriors stepped into full view and the front door swung wide open. There stood a tall, brooding, very large Alpha that I recognized from his reddish hair. I knew he was large seeing him from far off, but he looked even bigger close up. His irises were almost black, and a little luminescent. It was freaky to look at, and made him look even more menacing. It was like the slightest twist of the stick he had shoved up his ass would turn his eyes all blac